Young Writers Society

I wrote this on a day when everything and anything made me feel hyperaware and sensitive.

so this is what happens when you have an overactive imagination as a thirteen year old writer haha

Someone with writer's block rants at their writing utensils. (work in progress)

my collection two contains part two of wilting

I wrote this as I was biking alongside a river at a place specifically for walking/biking in nature. This is my first published work. I hope it's good

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Just a short story about being alone

Internal dialogue ... Man vs Man scenario

a late night poem with elements of onomatopoeia

Other- don't know if this is prose, a poem, or just some words on a screen.

In the heart of an empty dance studio, a talented dancer a gifted pianist find themselves entwined in an unspoken connection.

There is a secret beauty to be found in each and every flaw. We just need to be willing wo listen to the stories the hold.

This poem is about my little sister and I.

Beauty can rot.

Samantha tried to protect.